THERON POV
"After you," I said, motioning for Zinnia to step into the meeting room my father had indicated.
"Thank you." She gave a polite nod and glided inside.
I shut the door behind us and scanned the space. The room was dominated by a large U-shaped table, lined with over thirty chairs. Across from the head seat hung a massive screen standard for presentations to the board or key stakeholders.
Undoubtedly, this room was reserved for high-level strategy. Soundproof, yes but still very much my father's domain. I wasn’t about to underestimate the lengths he'd go to for surveillance. My eyes landed on three visible cameras, but I didn’t need to see the hidden bugs to know they were there. He'd want ears everywhere.
Fortunately, I always came prepared. From the inside pocket of my suit
